Honestly I don't know about myself sometimes. It's almost like it's all too complicated. Sometimes I think I'm cursed by the Devil. I find it odd that my first name has six letters, my nicknames has six letters, and you guessed it my last name has six letters. I was also born on May 13th on a Friday. Nice combination the fifth month and the fifth day of the week (excluding weekends), and of course the thirteenth day of the month. It all seems too wierd. I sometimes think my temper is because of this. I'm trying become nicer. My feelings, when they get hurt (like sad or depressed) I all of a sudden get pissed, and I want to destroy who or what hurt me. But I don't know it's all just a theory, that is rather interesting and makes you want to think. But thats all for now.
Devilishly devine,
Guffin The Holy Muffin
